Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

Meanwhile, Oslo had already been blasted off the stage by their combined efforts.

He collapsed to the ground, vomiting large amounts of blood.

He was being carried by Mo Wuchang towards the dried-up pool.

Reach out and make a move.

A blood-red bead appeared in his hand, and in an instant... thick blood filled the pool.

The blood actually started to boil like magma.

This shows that the power it contains is absolutely terrifying.

puff!

Oslo was mercilessly thrown into it and immediately sank to the bottom.

The next moment.

Oslo's screams echoed throughout the training ground.

"what!"

Oslo struggled to get up from the pool of blood and climb out of it.

But on the shore.

Two yellow, two purple, and five black soul rings had already risen beneath Mo Wuchang's feet.

The pressure emanating from a Title Douluo.

They immediately pressed Oslo down firmly into the pool of blood, rendering him unable to move and only able to let out shrill screams.

He could feel himself getting stronger.

As the blood in the pool burned his flesh, pure energy continuously squeezed into his limbs and bones.

But that feeling...

It's like someone is holding a knife and cutting off pieces of their own flesh.

Then, each piece of flesh is imbued with power and pieced back together.

This kind of pain.

This was unbearable for Oslo, who knew he could become even stronger in this pool of blood.

I wish I could just escape.

When he was suppressed, he even had thoughts of suicide.

Not long after.

Yu Feng then joined Oslo in a bath, accompanied by equally piercing screams.

Then came the graphite and the stone mill, which were blasted off the stage by Yu Tianheng, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun.

They also joined in the bathing.

Next to be blasted away was Ma Hongjun, who had lost a lot of weight and looked rather muscular.

The mohawk-style hair on his head was scorched by Yu Tianheng's lightning.

The chicken wings on both arms almost caught fire.

"Hongjun!"

Dai Mubai cried out as she watched her man fall headfirst to the ground.

His alluring body immediately began to twist as he charged towards Yu Tianheng.

Ma Hongjun was thrown into the blood pool, and next was Yu Tianheng.

The last Dai Mubai.

He directly exhausted his soul power and strength under Mo Wuchang's oppressive aura.

Thrown into the pool of blood.

The wails and painful struggles of the seven people were too much to bear to look at.

Although Yu Xiaogang has seen it many times.

But his face was still pale, and the tea in his mouth seemed to taste blood.

He thought his running training was brutal enough.

Unexpectedly, compared to Hunfeng's methods, this was nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

"Master, if you want to become stronger, you have to pay a price. If you want to become stronger quickly... the price will be even greater."

Hun Feng, tormented by his martial spirit, was already looking rather sickly.

However, when communicating with Yu Xiaogang, he always had the upper hand.

“Mr. Hunfeng is right.”

Yu Xiaogang nodded slightly.

He had seen the changes in Yu Tianheng and the others. Now, apart from Ma Hongjun, who was already a Great Soul Master.

The others had already broken through to the Soul Master level.

With Dai Mubai helping him vent his anger, Ma Hongjun is almost at level 40.

But looking at Yu Tianheng...

He was still somewhat worried that such painful and cruel training might damage his foundation.

If something unexpected happens to Yu Tianheng...

Now that his family knows he's involved, Yu Xiaogang's backbone will probably be broken.

His father, Yu Yuanzhen, was also included.

"Mr. Hunfeng... is there really no problem with the medicinal bath you prepared? Could it be...?"

"Haha... Master, rest assured. As Prince Avalanche's teacher, how could I allow the future of the empire to be ruined in my hands?"

Hunfeng adjusted his glasses.

The pool of blood he prepared wouldn't harm their foundation.

On the contrary, it has made their foundation more solid to some extent.

They fight like madmen every day, and as long as they don't aim for vital points, they don't hold back.

The last person standing.

They will also be personally drained to the point of exhaustion by Mo Wuchang.

Then throw it in.

The soul power in their blood cleanses their bodies, repairs hidden injuries, strengthens their muscles and bones, and enhances their soul power.

of course.

This method naturally has its drawbacks.

The longer they continued, the more irritable and extreme their temperament became.

However, these shortcomings are negligible compared to the strength gained.

"That's good, that's good."

Yu Xiaogang breathed a sigh of relief, watching Mo Wuchang stand guard there expressionless.

I was somewhat frightened.

Hunfeng glanced at Yu Xiaogang with disdain, feeling somewhat ashamed to be associated with him.

"Master, I have told you the method to become stronger. I wonder what you have thought about it?"

Chapter 552 The Cowardly and Incompetent Master Yu Xiaogang

Hearing Hunfeng's question.

Yu Xiaogang looked troubled; the costs of those two methods... were greater than the costs of each.

One must sacrifice the past, the golden trio that once roamed the world of Soul Masters with him.

Flanders is one thing.

But Erlong... he would never do it; he was still waiting for the day when Liu Erlong would change her mind.

The other method, however, terrified Yu Xiaogang even more.

He didn't even dare to think about it.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's fussing and indecisive manner, Hunfeng shook his head helplessly.

“Master, I have already told you the method to evolve your martial soul. If you really can’t bring yourself to do it... I can have Wuchang help you capture those two people.”

"Oh? I'd be happy to do that."

Mo Wuchang, standing by the blood pool, let out a cold laugh, his eyes gleaming with bloodlust.